Secrets- Harry Styles FanFic

Chapter 3

One Week Later

"Niall stop eating the noodles! They aren't finished cooking yet!" I giggle and he whirls around only to have a childish smile dancing on his lips.

I swat his arm playfully as I lean over to check on the noodles once more. When I open the pot, steam puffs in my face and I gently shut my eyes.

"How much longer?" Niall's accent pokes at me.

"Like...ten more minutes." I say with a shrug.

I begin mixing the watered noodles around to cool them off and pop the lid back on. The past couple of days have been alright. I managed to cry only when I go to sleep. It's hard not thinking about my torn family. We have a long history and I wish I knew if they were still worried since it's been about seven days now.

Memories of my childhood flood my mind when I am alone and I can't wash them away. I manage to deal with it until they eventually drift out of my mind. Another bad thing is that I am always inside this house; in Louis Tomlinson's house that is.

But when I shut myself in my room to be alone, the lads insist being with me. They are quite the challenge due to the mixed feelings I have for them.

I love them

Except for Harry that is.

I mentally face palm myself; I really need to stop thinking of him. He always seems to get into my head a cause me serious headaches.

Anyways, some doors are locked but I know the basic house. They take shifts on watching me as if I would leave. But then again, if I was left alone I probably would. I'm glad I am not by myself all the time.

Unlike what people would assume, I don't feel petrified when I am around them. These past weeks have sparked me back to life, I suppose.

The lads take care of me, keep my company and buy me numerous amounts of things.

In a stunning way, I fancy them all.

"Earth to Bella!" Zayn's voice pokes at me. I brush all the thoughts away and turn my attention to him.

"Oh hi, Zayn." I speak and he smiles.

"I was asking you, what you were cooking." He reminds me, even though I totally zoned him out.

"NOODLES!" Niall explains for me.

I can't help but laugh to see him so happy. I'm not the best cook but I always observed the cooking shows and sometimes wrote them down.

"It smells really good." Zayn adds and I can feel my smile growing.

They bought me clothes the other day and they have been asking if I wanted anything else so I decided to inform them about how I liked to cook. Nonetheless they bought me a lot of equipment and I have started to learn more and more about cooking than I have ever had.

"I will be here for the rest of the day." Zayn goes on. I'm not sure if he knew that I was in a deep thought so I just nod and listen to what I can.

"So maybe we can decide on what we want to do from now." He finishes.

"Okay! I'm good with anything." I say and smile politely.

He begins to continue talking and I'm thankful when Niall butts in and keeps the conversation going.

We set the table and wait for the others to come back and when they do we begin eating the noodles. It was mainly quiet except for Niall's humming and Louis' teasing. I go uneasy as Harry takes a seat next to me. His head is faced down the whole time and I can tell that he is in a horrid mood. Liam compliments the noodles which grabs Harry's attention.